The indicator light on the communicator flashed three times, and a steady male voice came: "Your Majesty Martin, we Matrix Galaxy surrender to you."
Martin's fingers gripping the core of the plane paused slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes - the old emperor was controlled?
Is the new ruler so straightforward? He tapped his fingertips on the console, calling up the other party's identity verification information. After confirming that it was the eldest prince, his tone was calm and unperturbed.
"Yes. Lower all weapons immediately. Have the outer fleet and mechas cease their attacks and remain on standby."
"Understood." The eldest prince's voice was without any hesitation, and the communication was immediately cut off.
Outside the flagship, the Matrix Fleet, which was still firing crazily, suddenly stopped firing, and the mecha group also put away their weapons and hovered in the void.
The captains looked at the "Everyone surrender" command that popped up in the command system, their faces full of disbelief, and some even slapped the console and roared.
"This is impossible! Whose order is this?!"
But the iron laws of the Matrix Galaxy for hundreds of years have been engraved into the bones, and obeying the orders of the highest command room is the first rule.
Finally, the energy muzzles of all the ships slowly lowered, and the mecha's engines also reduced their power.
There are only two troops that are exceptions.
Their hulls were painted with the dark golden emblem of the old emperor's personal guards, and they were obviously the core force that took direct orders from the old emperor.
When the surrender command popped up on the command system, the captains looked at each other and decisively cut off the public communication channel.
He turned the ship around and rushed into the Matrix Era - he had not received the encrypted authorization from the old emperor, and this surrender order was tantamount to rebellion in their eyes.
"Your Majesty, a fleet and a unit of Time Sand Mechas are moving towards the core area and have not obeyed the order to surrender."
Eric's voice came through the communication. The dragon knights were floating in the void and did not stop him.
Martin stood at the porthole, looking at the two ships sailing upstream, his lips curled up in understanding: "As expected."
He ordered into the communicator, "Eric, you take the Dragon Knight squadron to take over the outer fleet; the Golden Behemoth will follow me into the core area to deal with the remaining 'aftermath'."
"Yes, sir!"
The dragon's roar resounded through the void, and the dragon knights dispersed and took over the matrix ships that had laid down their weapons in an orderly manner.
The Golden Behemoth protected the flagship and slowly sailed into the core port of the Matrix Era. Along the way, disarmed guards could be seen standing with their heads bowed, and the air was filled with the subtle atmosphere of power transition.
The troops quickly arrived at the entrance of the core area, but were stopped by the Third Prince and Soul Princess who had been waiting there.
The Ninth Prince stood on the high platform at the anchorage, looking at the fleet below, and said loudly: "The old emperor has been controlled. From now on, the Matrix Galaxy submits to His Majesty Martin. Your resistance is meaningless."
The leading captain roared, "Without your Majesty's personal authorization, we will never surrender!"
"Authorization?" The Ninth Prince sneered and waved his hand to signal Soul Lady to raise an energy box.
The box projected an image of the old emperor being bound. The former ruler now looked ashen, without any dignity left.
A deathly silence fell on the fleet's bridge. The captain stared at the image, his hand on the helm trembling slightly—they were still one step too late.
In other words, from the moment the old emperor was overthrown, their resistance was futile.
Anchored in the harbor, Martin's flagship slowly landed.
He walked down the gangway, stepped on the cold metal ground, looked at the two silent armies in the distance, and then looked at the three princes on the platform, with no emotion in his eyes.
"The rest is up to you to handle."
He spoke lightly, turned and walked towards the command room - there, there was one last matter regarding the core of the plane that needed to be settled.
The three princes bowed their heads and accepted the order. They watched Martin's back disappear at the end of the passage, and looked at each other, with complex lights flashing in their eyes.
The Ninth Prince clenched the key in his sleeve with his fingertips. While everyone's attention was focused on the surrender ceremony, he quietly took a few steps back and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor.
His footsteps were extremely light, but they did not escape the Golden Behemoth's keen perception - the giant beast let out a low whimper from its throat and used a mental link to convey a message to Martin.
"The Ninth Prince left the team, and the direction is their restricted area."
Martin paused while flipping through the surrender list and looked towards the restricted area, where the old emperor hid the secret experimental records.
He tapped his fingertips on the table and ordered the Golden Behemoth, "Follow him, don't alarm him, and see what he's going to do."
The huge body of the Golden Behemoth slid silently into the shadows, like a golden undercurrent, quietly chasing after the back of the Ninth Prince.
At the end of the corridor, the Ninth Prince stopped in front of a door engraved with runes and took out a bronze key from his arms.
The moment the key was inserted into the keyhole, the rune lit up red. He whispered an ancient spell, and the door slowly opened, revealing a mountain of experimental logs inside.
"Father, it's time for the great treasure you've hidden to be revealed."
The Ninth Prince's voice trembled slightly as he reached out to flip through the files on the top layer, but he didn't notice that the golden vertical pupils of the Golden Behemoth behind him were coldly watching all this.
When Martin received the image sent back by the Golden Behemoth, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, the Ninth Prince carefully opened the file, revealing a panel, and then opened the panel with the key in his hand.
After crawling in, there was a huge space inside, and there was a dark matter bomb with a hundred times the equivalent. This bomb was enough to make the entire matrix era disappear.
"The Matrix Galaxy belongs to the royal family. Martin and your Golden Behemoth will be buried together."
Just as he was about to start, a big hand grabbed him.
The Ninth Prince looked back and found that it was the Golden Behemoth. His face turned pale and he collapsed to the ground.
"You...how did you end up here? No...no no, the Matrix Galaxy belongs to the royal family. Be buried with it."
After saying that, he wanted to force it to start, but the Golden Behemoth kicked him away and took the key in his hand.
Then, he contacted His Majesty in his mind and explained the whole story. Martin looked at the two princes calmly.
Then, he ordered the Golden Behemoth to kill the eldest prince and the seventh prince, leaving the ninth prince to carry out the subsequent takeover ceremony.
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